บททั้งหมดของ Chasing Back What's Mine : บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Logan's POVI'm rushing to Nadine's side, thankful for the vest that saved my life. I can see the pain on her face, blood seeping from her wound. I scream for the paramedics, trying to numb my pain because she needs me now more than ever."Stay with me, Nadine!" I shake her gently, desperate to keep her awake. But she smiles weakly, her eyes filled with pain, and holds my face. "Take care of our son," her voice barely audible.My heart shatters as she slowly closes her eyes. "Nadine, no!" I shout, with grief. The paramedics arrive, and I watch in a daze as they place her on a stretcher and load her into the ambulance. I climb in beside her, holding her hand as they work to save her life.The sirens blare, and the ambulance speeds away. My mind raced with thoughts of losing her. I'm trying to stay strong, but my heart is breaking. I'm whispering to her, "Don't leave me, Nadine. Please don't leave me." But she's not responding. I'm left with only the sound of my desperate pleas.I'm liv

Nadine’s POV As Logan prepares to leave, I reach out and grasp his arm, "Logan, stay."His face illuminates with a radiant smile, and I'm struck by the uncanny resemblance to Shawn. The same piercing eyes, the same jawline.Logan takes a step closer, his expressions were that of uncertainty, curiosity, and vulnerability.My mom rises from her seat, interrupting the charged moment. "I'll call the doctor," she says, exiting the room."Thanks, Ma," Logan says, turning his head to watch her leave.The room falls silent, with only the sound of our ragged breathing, I'm scared he would hear my heart pounding loudly.I hold his gaze, my heart pounding. What secrets lie beneath his enigmatic smile?Logan's eyes lock onto mine. He takes another step closer, his uncertainty palpable. Time stands still as he stares at me, my heart pounding in my chest.I smile, breaking the tension. Logan's face relaxes, and he smiles back. He leans in, his lips brushing against my forehead in a gentle kiss."W

I woke up the next day, exhausted from not getting enough sleep. I glance around the room and notice he's gone. Did I somehow force him to stay?Maybe he didn't have a choice after I screamed out in my nightmare, pleading for him to stay.I have to control myself not to jump on Logan last night. The closeness is overwhelming, but he seems completely unaffected. My heart tugs, seeing he didn't make a move; I have to remind myself that returning to Logan is not an option. I can’t risk getting burned again.Right now, my son should be my focus. I slowly get out of bed and make my way to his room.My heart races as I grip the doorknob and smile softly, imagining how his face will light up when he sees me. But as I open the door, I find Shawn is not there.I panic as I hurry down the hallway, calling out his name, with many scenarios running through my mind.“Mum,” I hear him call out, and I sigh in relief, knowing he is safe. I know I'm being paranoid, but my near-death experience has me

Nadine's POV Logan’s gaze locks on me, his Adam's apple bobbing as he watches me shower in his bathroom. I’m not sure where this sudden boldness came from, but I know one thing—I want to drive him crazy, tease him, and finally satisfy the ache that’s been building inside me for years.It’s been four fucking long years, and no amount of toys has ever come close to the way Logan makes me feel. The tension between us has been simmering, and now, I’m ready to enjoy it because he is close by and I’ve been craving it.Stepping out of the shower, I lean in close to his ear, my breath hot against his skin. “That was a great fuck, how about we do this again—no strings attached?” my lips brushing his ear.For a moment, he stiffens, his eyes darting away as if trying to compose himself. I catch the trace of emotions in his eyes: desire, conflict, maybe something more. But before I can read deeper into it, he looks away, leaving me wondering what’s going through his mind.I know he wants more,

“Hello, Logan. Long time no see,” she says, her voice slurring just slightly, though she tries hard to stand steady. Her eyes darted around, as she swayed in her step. I know we have unfinished business between us. The last time we crossed paths, she’d threatened me—furious when those pictures of her tangled in bed with Elliot Jones surfaced.And then, it hits me. Elliot Jones... Elliot Jones. He’s Ethan and Mason’s brother. How did I miss that? The smallest, most crucial detail—suddenly clear.She glances over her shoulder, eyes looking around with unease, and my gut twists. Something is off. Instinct kicks in. “Are you okay?” I ask, stepping closer, in a low voice.She glances around again, with nervous energy. “Why wouldn’t I be okay?” she asks, in a tight voice, though she still scans the crowd.“Come here.” Without waiting for a response, I grab her arm and pull her outside, away from the lights and deafening music. We step into the cool night air, where the bass from the club